Shapes of Clay

When Adam first saw Eve he said:

"O lovely creature, share my bed."

Before consenting, she her gaze

Fixed on the greensward to appraise,

As well as vision could avouch,

The value of the proffered couch.

And seeing that the grass was green

And neatly clipped with a machine—

Observing that the flow'rs were rare

Varieties, and some were fair,

The posts of precious woods, besprent

With fragrant balsams, diffluent,

And all things suited to her worth,

She raised her angel eyes from earth

To his and, blushing to confess,

Murmured: "I love you, Adam—yes."

Since then her daughters, it is said,

Look always down when asked to wed.